http://slow.writerscafe.org/jeremiahcastelo The original writings of author Jeremiah Castelo De Guzman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012945 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When the Opium wears off,my bones begin to ache at every passing breeze,my muscles succumb to gravity’s will,and my skin is a blanket of pain.When the Opera finally ends,the silence is as deafening as a drowning violin,as lonely as a lost feather floating on wandering wind,as painful .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jeremiahcastelo/1276919/ Hearts only grow harderand flesh is never thin,Some are much explicitwhile others hold it in,Dare i let it layon the surface of my skin,Lest i be judgedby the color of my sin.A man of tobacco's smokeis a man oppressed in vice,He cares nothing of his templein whom h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jeremiahcastelo/1255613/ A poem about my daily morning exercise, as I envision a shadowy figure representing all self-doubt and insecurity, of which I thoroughly dispose of through boxing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jeremiahcastelo/1251955/ A poem that explains how skin is related to everything http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jeremiahcastelo/1143327/ A poem about the long search for fulfillment that we've all at one time or another, had to take part in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jeremiahcastelo/1140458/